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Story behind the song
This is the transition song on album which takes us from the I side to the we side (Confessions of a Conceited Bastard). I wrote this a while back during my move from Chicago to San Diego.
Lyrics
Poetry written by Sipho
For Naturally Dope Productions
This is poetry some of yall know of me
I grind on the mic like peeps between the sheets
I got nothing to squeeze off just make you think more
explore with peripherals inside the corridors of your life cuz
This aint the mutha fuckin movies
no tell lie vision no Underwood or Tootie
So step hard swiftly mash on the clutch
be prepared to change gears our your stuck out of luck
Fuck your life and feel the pontentness of my pencil
my mind grew S I P bustin out your dentals
The general of this brain trust will make your brain bust
got sight beyond sight so in God I trust
Cuz I seen many monkey faces strange places
some minds erase it take a chill feel complacent
Or bite with your tic tac teeth no relief
indeed my speak it shows the way to the beach
The waters in front of you whatchya gonna do
dive in take a swim or Punk like a Brewster
Or smile with a devilish grin you fuckin looser
trials and tribulations sometimes will bruise ya
If you don’t learn ya churn make the page turn
it’s inside of you that is the equation
Simple math dude its like two plus one
subtract three and now your back where you begun
Do you get the meaning do you understand what I’m saying
knowledge of self and God that is the making
Of pure indestructible mental levels
man won’t survive solo because of several
Mad men amongst us hoards of em bunches
contamination every time one of em touches
So I bring the ruckus although I’m not a profit
I got so much to learn where on earth do I get
Information proper untangled delivery
the mystery leaves emptiness in me you see